Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo paused slightly, just about to say something, when he felt a gentle yet irresistible mental force softly brush over his memory area.
Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo blinked, a momentary blankness flashing in his sky-blue Six Eyes, as if he had just awakened from a deep meditation. He shook his head, his silver-white hair swaying with the movement.
"Hm?" he uttered a questioning sound, his gaze sweeping over the ruined, messy training ground before finally settling on Allen, who was squatting in front of him.
"Strange, why do I feel like I've forgotten something..." He rubbed his chest, which had just been struck; it was now perfectly fine, even feeling a smoother flow of Cursed Energy. "Oh! That's right! Allen!"
He clapped his hands sharply, his face instantly resuming its usual brilliant, slightly mischievous smile, as if the previous embarrassment and shock had never happened.
"Special training! Right! We're here for special training!" Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo stood up and brushed dust off his uniform, though there wasn't actually any dust there. "Excellent performance! Very good! Although Teacher only used one-tenth, no, one-hundredth of his power, it's amazing that you lasted this long! Truly worthy of being the genius student Teacher values!"
He instinctively reached out to put his arm around Allen's shoulder, but halfway through, he inexplicably lowered his arm, only patting Allen's back firmly.
"Alright, alright! Special training successfully concluded! Outstanding results!" He nodded to himself, completely taking over the direction of the conversation and memories. "It seems your combat ability truly needs higher-level opponents to unleash its potential. Hmm, next time, I'll take you to explore near the Star Corridor? Or let you play with the Cursed Corpses that old man Gakuganji keeps?"
Allen calmly stood up, showing no unusual reaction to Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo's instant "memory correction" and self-talk. He simply nodded faintly: "Okay."
"Then it's settled!" Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo seemed to be in an extremely good mood again, humming an off-key tune as he turned and walked out of the training ground. "Let's go, let's go. Let's go see how Itadori and the others completed their mission. I hope they didn't demolish too much of the shopping street, otherwise, I'll get scolded again."
Allen followed behind him, his gaze sweeping over Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo's unguarded back.
That brief but intense confrontation, and the subsequent handling, seemed to have left no trace.
Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo was still the strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer, supreme throughout heaven and earth, while Allen was his precious student, full of infinite potential and in need of careful nurturing.
This was good.
When they returned to the main campus of Jujutsu High, Itadori, Kugisaki / Nobara Kugisaki, and Fushiguro Megumi / Megumi Fushiguro had also just returned from their mission.
Kugisaki / Nobara Kugisaki was loudly complaining that Itadori was too violent when exorcising the Cursed Spirit, almost smashing through the floor, while Itadori scratched the back of his head and chuckled foolishly, and Fushiguro Megumi / Megumi Fushiguro looked helpless beside him.
"Oh? You're back?" Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo put his hands on his hips. "How was the mission? You didn't cause too much trouble, did you?"
"Teacher Gojo!" Itadori saw them and immediately ran over. "The mission is complete! It was a Cursed Spirit hiding in a fitting room that scared several customers, but we've exorcised it!"
"It's just that this guy made too much noise!" Kugisaki / Nobara Kugisaki added, pointing at Itadori.
"Good job ~" Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo grinned and ruffled Itadori's hair, then looked at everyone. "Alright, today's training and missions are over. Free time, remember to write your reports ~ Especially you, Yuji!"
"Eh?! Another report?!" Itadori's face fell.
After Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo announced their dismissal, he hummed a song and strolled away, seemingly eager to taste some new limited-edition dessert.
Kugisaki / Nobara Kugisaki looked at Allen and asked curiously: "Hey, Allen, where did Teacher Gojo take you for special training? Why does he seem to be in such a good mood?"
Fushiguro Megumi / Megumi Fushiguro also cast an inquiring glance.
Allen thought for a moment and simply replied: "An old training ground, we had a spar."
"A spar?" Kugisaki / Nobara Kugisaki's eyes widened. "With Teacher Gojo? He actually sparred with you personally? How did it go?" She found it hard to imagine what sparring with that monster of a teacher would be like.
Itadori also leaned in, full of curiosity: "Yeah, yeah, Allen, you're so amazing, can you even touch Teacher Gojo?"
Allen lowered his head, stroking his chin, and pondered seriously for a while before slowly speaking: "Teacher's strength is quite good, but there's still room for improvement. He's a very fun person, and I quite enjoy playing with him."
This answer was extremely unconventional, but coming from Allen's mouth, Kugisaki / Nobara Kugisaki and Itadori somehow felt no sense of incongruity.
"That's true, after all, that's Teacher Gojo," Kugisaki / Nobara Kugisaki sighed. "It's already amazing to be able to spar with him."
Itadori, meanwhile, waved his fists: "Someday, I'll also become strong enough to spar with Teacher Gojo!"
Fushiguro Megumi / Megumi Fushiguro looked at Allen's calm, unperturbed profile, always feeling that things might not be so simple, but he didn't ask further.
In the following days, classes and missions proceeded as usual.
The four first-years gradually meshed. Itadori's physical combat and Cursed Energy foundation steadily improved, Kugisaki / Nobara Kugisaki's Cursed Technique usage became more refined, and Fushiguro Megumi / Megumi Fushiguro's control over his Shikigami grew increasingly precise.
As for Allen, he continued to play the role of the top student with impossibly high talent, who mastered everything at a glance, but whose Cursed Technique was merely physical enhancement.
He perfectly controlled his performance, making it stunning and defying common sense, at least to outsiders.
Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo seemed completely immersed in the joy of nurturing a genius, giving Allen extra lessons from time to time, taking him to more dangerous places to broaden his horizons, euphemistically calling it unleashing potential.
Allen also cooperated each time, showing progress that made Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo even more excited.
On this day, the four first-years had just finished a Jujutsu theory class when Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo strolled in, a mysterious smile on his face.
"Alright, kids, pack up, there's a new mission." He shook his phone. "This time it's a rather interesting mission. We've observed fluctuations that resemble an unregistered Special Grade Cursed Object, possibly a Sukuna's finger, appearing at the Eishu Juvenile Detention Center in western Tokyo."
"Special Grade Cursed Object?" Fushiguro Megumi / Megumi Fushiguro's brow immediately furrowed. "Juvenile detention center? How could that be?"
"That's why I said it's interesting." Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo shrugged. "The mission is to investigate, confirm the situation, and if it's confirmed to be a Special Grade Cursed Object, immediately report it and seal off the site, awaiting further handle. Of course, if it's just a false alarm, that would be best."
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